She paused and looked at the mess in the room.
No one could understand what paintings meant to painters.
That was not all. He could tolerate her being clueless about his efforts but he couldn't tolerate her saying that she hated him time and time again.
Her existence was affecting him every minute and second, making him feel an urge to destroy her, but… he couldn't bring himself to do it!
"You even had the urge to kill me. Why don't you let me leave? I've merely ruined your drawings this time. I'm telling you, if you still refuse to let me go, I might… demolish your home next time!"
Luo Zheng did sense that he might really be angry but she felt extremely frustrated over being held here in captivity by him.
Besides, those paintings ought to be destroyed. It wasn't her fault at all!
